At noon, An Ran and his parents ate around the small dining table.

Zheng Rong glared at An Minghai, and An Minghai rolled his eyes helplessly.

Then he took out two disposable plastic cups and opened the miserable bottle of Handi Moutai again.

Smelling the rich aroma of wine, An Minghai's eyes lit up: "Although it is a Xibei goods, it smells really like that." ”

Zheng Rong glared at him with contempt: "You seem to have drunk it for real!"

"That's true, I only have two bottles!"

An Ran muttered weakly.

Zheng Rongan Minghai did not react at all.

An Ran couldn't help but raise his voice again: "This is really true!"

The old couple glanced at each other, but did not speak.

"Come, Ranzi, let's make it all together!" An Minghai poured two large cups in a hurry.

The corners of An Ran's mouth twitched again.

Although it seems that drinking in the countryside is like this, you should respect the forced character of Emperor Moutai of the Han Dynasty.

Not to mention the use of excellent professional wine glasses, you should at least have two small ceramic wine glasses, just such a plastic glass?

An Ran indifferently took a wine glass, thought about it, and went back with some wine.

He didn't drink very well, and there was a chance that something would go wrong with this glass.

And after fighting wits and courage with his own father for so many years, he has long figured out An Minghai's routine, and this wine must not be good-hearted.

An Minghai is not such a generous person, especially for his own son.

"A manly man, drinking wine to repay his mother-in-law and mother-in-law, not simply, I have been fooling around outside for so many years. As An Minghai spoke, he was full of An Ran again.

Without waiting for An Ran to refuse, he raised his cup: "Come, Lao Tzu respects you!"

Enron: Ծ‸Ծ

You're your own father!

glanced at Zheng Rong, who seemed to be eating melons on the side, and pouted peacefully: "Dad, your routine is the clearest road I have ever touched in my life, and I can finish it with my eyes closed, do you believe it?"

"What nonsense, you just say you can't drink?" An Minghai didn't blink his eyes, playing a scoundrel.

What can I say?

An Ran was speechless, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip gently.

"Hey, good wine, Xiao Ran, where did I buy this wine, buy more in the future, although it is fake wine, but it tastes pure!" An Minghai took a sip of a small half, and the aftertaste was still unfinished.

"Boom!" Zheng Rong on the side glared at An Minghai and coughed twice.

An Minghai touched the corners of his mouth, came back to his senses and immediately looked at An Ran's cup: "Manly man, drinking is not good, like a woman, not atmospheric, not at all like you Lao Tzu and me, come, come again, take a big breath!"

“……”

An Ran picked up the wine glass, and the two clinked glasses.

"Good wine!"

"Bang!"

"Manly man, pour a glass of wine, come, come on, and there are three more glasses after drinking this glass!"

“……”

"Manly man, people don't coax drinking, come and come, after this cup, let's continue to ......"

“……”

"Manly...... Big Husband ...... It's about drinking in a big bowl...... Eating meat ......"

“……”

"Come on, come on...... Smash it, grow in...... It's a manly man...... Come, drink...... Drinking......"

“……”

Half an hour later, An Ran silently sandwiched a piece of green pepper old bacon, glanced at An Minghai, who was talking nonsense, and then blinked, looked at Zheng Rong, who was dumbfounded on the side, and reminded: "Mom, dad seems to be drunk!"

Zheng Rong: "......"

An Ran raised her chin arrogantly, is this effect okay?

He himself was actually a little confused in his heart, he would never have drunk so much before, the only explanation was the system, and the investment in physical fitness was definitely leveraged.

Not only did he run faster, but he also drank more.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now he felt it.

Drinking, he didn't coerce!

"Smash ...... Lao Tzu can still drink...... Come on, come on...... Drink this cup...... There are three more cups......" An Minghai raised the empty cup in a daze.

An Ran blinked and reminded, "Dad, there's no wine!"

"Nonsense......" An Minghai yelled: "Go...... In the storage room, I buried it in the second pile...... Go get ......"

Enron: "......"

I really didn't mean to!

He quietly glanced at Zheng Rong, and sure enough, Zheng Rong's face suddenly sank.

"Dad, it's still okay to live if you do evil in heaven, and you can do it yourself...... Alas......"

glanced at An Minghai with pity, and An Ran silently sandwiched a piece of old bacon again.

"An Minghai, I remember that you still had more than a thousand wages last month, right?" Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded from Zheng Rong's mouth.

Enron: "......"

He silently moved the plate of green pepper fried old bacon in front of him, and then smashed it in his mouth.

What is the saying?

It's wrong to always think about routines for others, look at the end.

An Minghai is really drunk, as long as he is given a fulcrum, he will definitely dare to go to the earth.

But he really didn't see that An Minghai, who usually seems to be honest, actually made such a big article in the grain pile in the storage room.

Private money, cigarettes, alcohol, An Ran looked at An Minghai by Zheng Rong's words, and he was proud and boastful.

More and more compassion.

"Why bother?" An Ran picked up the last piece of old bacon: "It's so fragrant!"

"I wonder if Dad will be able to eat tomorrow?"

An Ran suddenly thought of something again, and then silently got up and began to clean up the leftovers, as for his mother Zheng Rong, he was being taken by An Minghai to visit his collection at this time.

"Actually, this kind of thing can be done more, after all, isn't it very popular to cheat dad now?"

Wash the dishes and chopsticks and put them away, An Ran still misses the little maid in Greentown at this moment...... Uh, that's not right...... It should be called Xiao Ai, the little nanny.

"If the little nanny is here, she must have arranged it for me!"

An Ran wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, and saw Zheng Rong carrying three wine bottles, and glanced at An Ran with a very unsightly face.

"Look at your Lao Tzu's private collection!" Zheng Rong said sarcastically: "Your health is already bad, and you still drink so much?

"Damn!" Enron is very accurate!

Zheng Rong was also angry for a while, glared at An Ran, and then carried the wine bottle into the kitchen, and the result was self-evident.

"It seems that I can't let my mother know that there is a wine cellar in the villa in the future!" An Ran touched a cold sweat on his forehead.

Then he got entangled again, he had already told his parents the fact that he had made a fortune, but neither of the two believed him

"That's not what is written in the script, is it?" An Ran was just about to scratch his scalp, when he suddenly thought of the black hair in the morning, and suddenly stopped.

"Do you want to ask for help from an army of 500,000 netizens?" An Ran blinked.

Then he walked to his bedroom, which had already been cleaned up, and the quilt was full of sunshine.

Took out the phone, it was not bad, the bedroom signal was full.

An Ran opened Weibo.

And so the next moment...... His phone blew up......

Looking at the mobile phone that flashed back to black screen in an instant, the black lines on Enron's head were one by one.

"Holy, what's going on? Can anyone tell me that my 8G running memory on my phone, actually ...... Black screen?"

An Ran was dumbfounded, Jiang Zuo @ his mobile phone that was not stuck, and the screen was actually black like this?

Who am I?

Where am I?

Who did anything shady to my phone?

Give me back my money, this is rice!